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: So I heard you got a forced vacation. Harry Callahan
: [takes his magnum gun out
] Uh-huh. Horace King
: You still use the Magnum .44? Harry Callahan
: Pretty powerful. You want see? Horace King
: Sure. Harry Callahan
: [shoots a tree stump and some metal. Tons of wood splinters go all over the place in the bullets make shattering circles in the metal!
] Horace King
: Look, you got start being careful. I think you really should go on vacation. Harry Callahan
: Forget it. I never take a vacation. Horace King
: Well either that or quit. Harry Callahan
: That's good idea right there. I really should quit. Then I can handle the law my own way. Horace King
: Yeah, but then you'll be a JAMF. Harry Callahan
: Uh huh. And what is a JAMF? Horace King
: Jive ass mother... Harry Callahan
: [cutting off just in time
] Forget I asked.
: [Turning around, pointing his gun at Horace's nose
] Good morning, Horace. Horace King
: Sweet Sister Sadie, where the hell did you get that? Harry Callahan
: I've had it a while. I just thought I'd get used to it. Horace King
: I heard about the car. Fabulous, coming after you in tanks. Harry Callahan
: Yeah, ther're making those these days. For sheiks and business executives, hoods. Impregnable to about anything but artillery. Horace King
: Well, you got that covered.
[Horace King Fires two shotgun blasts a the target
] Harry Callahan
: Not bad. Horace King
: Not bad, my ass! You've got to strain the remains for the fingerprints. Harry Callahan
: Well, this is the .44 Magnum Auto-Mag and it hold a 300-grain cartridge. And, if properly used, it can remove the fingerprints.